Ouch!

Just got back from the batting cages/driving range and I have the biggest blister on my left index finger. I think I must have sweated off 10 pounds. The good news is that my golf swing isn't as awful as it once was.

Last night I hit up the Cha cause I forgot to buy beer, I was the only one in there until karaoke cohort James stumbled in all drunk. I plugged like $20 into the jukebox to play NOFX and Bouncing Souls songs. Steve called me up from Vegas, haven't talked to him since last July. I'm thinking of planning a road trip to Vegas sometime this fall/winter. I figure I can go when the Mavs are playing Denver or CC, crash in Colorado then make my way to Nevada. If I talk Joanne into going, we can take her new Blazer and she'll even finance the trip. Hopefully she won't pull an Erica and invite 10 fuckheads to come with on the trip.

Well that's all I got for now, heading up to karaoke, finish watching the Twins game and drink some beers, not too many though, gotta work at 11am. Tough life I know.